http://ncronline.org/news/theology/sch-ller-now-not-time-third-vatican-council
Asked why he does not just leave the church, Schüller said simply: “It’s my church.”
“For me, the church is not a corporation; it’s not an apartment that you change. It’s my church. I’m committed to it, and I’m committed to the people of the church. “
Wife, mother, blogger, Catholic ministry. I love to garden even when it goes wrong. Same with writing (and we know it can go wrong.) Believing that God is present in all of it.
I have a good life. Even when there are trials I can see God working through the people in it. Perhaps that is the point of the this blog, to express my gratitude openly. So I am going to do that for just a moment today.Yesterday was my 45th birthday. The love and attention I…
In light of today’s events in Colorado http://www.nbcnews.com/, I am sharing a song posted by a Facebook friend. Sting’s “Fragile” really does sum up how I have felt all day. But I know that somewhere in the midst of all of this uncertainty and utter madness lies the string that holds us all together. Let…
How do we thank a man who has brought such richness to our own spiritual experiences? A man who by changing himself ultimately changed the world? Well, to start we make a fun but pertinent video about him. Here is one called “The Olive”. My kids love it, but really so do I! Enjoy and…
Yesterday…or maybe Thursday the social media outlets that I subscribe to blew up with the unveiling of an interview from Pope Francis. A well-coordinated interview with several Jesuit Media sources that had been kept secret for a while. I have only been able to read the highlights of this interview thanks to James Martin SJ…
I accidently read the Monday readings on Sunday during my morning ritual. Monday’s reading was about healing the woman doubled over in pain on the Sabbath. I was stopped at the moment when Jesus is chastising the Pharisees for taking him to task for healing on the Sabbath. His response, “ought she not to have…
I have very strong but scattered memories of Thanksgiving. I remember being at my grandmothers when I was very small before my parents divorced. I remember being about eight or nine and adding members of of a new family to our already scrunched table. This meant a kids table and my sister eating on the…